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The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 431

Chapter 431 Quiet Again

Chapter 431 Quiet Again

Everyone pushed back their chairs and dispersed, each carrying their assignment with them.

The conference room settled back into quiet,

Elizabeth stood at the window, watching them disappear into the night as the smile at her lips deepened.

Confidence?

She had more of it than any of them.

Desmond and the others were thinking about how to muscle through the assessment with manpower and tactical coordination,

She was thinking about a completely different approach.

All they needed to do was defend against a Pirate ship attack, right?

If she made the ships strong enough, sealed them up like something forged in the heart of a mountain, it wouldn’t matter how formidable the attacking Pirate vessels were.

And her version of sealed like a fortresshad nothing to do with hightech modifications.

It had everything to do with her circles.

Elizabeth turned from the window, her gaze drifting to the ten ships sitting silently in the distance, a glint of shrewd satisfaction flickering in her eyes.

She hadn’t spent all that time in a cultivation world just learning how to farm.

Night fell, and the farm went quiet.

On her direct orders, she had canceled every patrol and duty rotation. Everyone went back to their dormitories or their habitat pods, and nobody was permitted outside.

Why?

No reason needed.

She was the owner of this farm, and her word here was absolute.

Elizabeth watched the clock and waited until eleven at night, confirming that every last person had retreated indoors, before she stepped out of her own room.

She didn’t take the main path. She circled along the field ridges and slipped in through the back of the warehouse, making her way quietly to the landing port.

The night was thick and heavy, with only a few work lights burning, casting pale amber pools across the hardened landing surface. The ten ships sat in their berths in perfect stillness, their silhouettes vast and silent in the dark.

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Elizabeth walked up to the first midsize vessel and stopped.

This was one of the ships being converted for cargetransport, grey and unassuming on the outside.

But she knew exactly how solid its militarygrade hull frame was underneath all that dull plating

She reached into her storage button and pulled out a stone the size of a closed fist.

The stone was a flawless, luminous white, glowing softly in the dark.

A highgrade energy stone, and not a cheap one.

Elizabeth raised her hand and pressed her fingertips against the outer hull of the ship.

The stone in her other hand began to warm. Its white radiance built steadily brighter, and invisible threads of energy flowed from. her fingertips into the ship’s shell, spreading along the grain of the metal, weaving and interlacing into a dense, intricate net beneath the surface.

The pattern of that net traced the path of the formation.

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Fine beads of sweat had gathered along Elizabeth’s brow.

Laying a circle was never easy work, and doing it across something the size of a spaceship was a serious undertaking.

But she couldn’t stop.

The inspection was in three days. She needed every one of these ten ships fully set up before then.

Time moved on in silence.

Around half an hour later, Elizabeth withdrew her hand and let out a long, slow breath.

First ship. Done.

She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead, then turned and walked toward the second ship.

The night breeze was cool and faintly sweet against her flushed skin.

Second ship. Third. Fourth.

She moved through them one by one, and every time she finished one, she marked it silently in her mind.

stones burned through one after another, their white glow flickering in her palm like distant stars caught between

ed the tenth ship, a small assault craft and the last one on the list, the first pale grey light of dawn had already oss the horizon.

ped onto the landing pad and breathed hard, her whole body feeling like it had just been dragged up from the lake.

etely spent.

tilted her head back and looked at the ten ships sitting peacefully in their berths, and a smile of deep, thorough satisfaction.

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